Thursday, September 1, 2011
Those 96 Hours
I have been stuck in John 11 lately, which relates the death of Lazarus. A crowd had gathered to mourn the loss of a good citizen, friend, and brother. Jesus had just arrived on the scene. Mary and Martha had suffered four painful and agonizingly long days, 96 hours really. The very first thing Jesus does when he sees Martha is comfort her and gives his personal promise…
Imagine with me, what would move Jesus to tears? It would have to be something deep, so significant that he wouldn’t be able to hold back his feelings. At the grave site, Jesus wept. Did it all come crashing down at that moment? Had he realized that he was four days late? Was the wailing of the crowd contagious? Was He caught up with the high-strung emotions of the sisters in that moment? Was he regretful that He didn’t have a chance to say his good-byes to his close friend?